Wrath of the Gods

Strai grunted as her teeth found his throat. But this time, there is no threat to the motion. He let her grab at it uncontested. It was true that he wasn’t a naturally gifted speaker, but some things could be said without words. He told her with his actions of the trust and faith he had in her. Told her who he belonged to. He let a growl vibrate up his chest, into his throat.

Her paws stretched around his neck, pulling him down to her smaller form. Her command reached his ears, and who was he to deny her? Grinning, he obeyed. Pressing his muzzle against hers and sharing the kiss that always should have belonged to her. He brushed his tongue across her muzzle and parted his lips. “Delphi.” He whispered, before kissing her harder.


Delphi & Strai